"Report! General Qiyu, there is a letter from the house. Just when they hugged each other, a soldier came to report, saw the scene in front of him, knelt on the ground, did not dare to take another step, and held the letterhead in his hand tightly in his hand and did not dare to hand it to Feng Qiuyin.

Wanqing saw that someone had broken in, but she was actually shy, and pushed Feng Qiuyin away suddenly, and Xinye kept jumping.

"Why don't you bring it yet?" Feng Qiuyin glanced at him, a trace of displeasure flashed on his face, and his tone was cold and terrifying, making the armor soldier tremble with fright.

But he didn't dare to disobey the general's order, so he quickly got up from the ground and carefully handed the letter to Feng Qiuyin's hand.

"What's wrong?" Wan Qing saw that Feng Qiuyin's face was getting more and more ugly, and she was about to take the letterhead to look at it, but she was tightly held in Feng Qiuyin's hand, and she only heard him say: "It's okay." The simple two words were said so hard, with a hint of tremor in his voice, Wanqing felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward, who knows, Feng Qiuyin's face instantly turned pale, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

Seeing this, Wanqing was shocked, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Feng Qiuyin's mouthful of blood gushing out and splashing on the letterhead in her hand.

"Husband......

"General"

At the same time, two voices came out together, and they suddenly held Feng Qiuyin's crumbling body, but found that his back was already cold, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very painful.

Wanqing helped him to the bed and lay down, turned around and looked at the letterhead again, the blood had smeared a large area of handwriting, and he couldn't recognize it at all, and there were a few words that had been vaguely surviving, three of which were Mrs. Tai.

Although Wanqing didn't know what was written in Lu Dao's letter, she could guess that it must be related to her grandmother's death.

His heart was pinched tightly, and he thought that she and Luzhu could hide it without mentioning it, but after all, he still let him know that his grandmother was Feng Qiuyin's closest relative, and this blow was too big for him. It's no wonder he reacts so strongly. It's just a little unclear, who sent this letter, two months, if it is really a letter from someone from the government, it will be too late, if you know that the war is over and send someone to deliver the letter, then this military secret may have been leaked......

It wasn't until the military doctor withdrew from the tent that Feng Qiuyin's condition gradually stabilized, he leaned weakly on the head of the bed, panting weakly, "Wanqing......" He saw that Wanqing seemed to be thinking something, so he called softly.

Wanqing was called by him, and only then did she react, and after stuffing a pillow behind him, she deliberately asked, "Husband, what is written in the letter?" Why did you become like this? ”

After Feng Qiuyin heard this, her face sank again, and she was silent for a long time before Feng Qiuyin said weakly: "Wanqing, grandma has passed away, it's been two months, and I only learned today that I am not filial, I can't see grandma's last side!" ”

As he spoke, tears rolled in his eyes, and he was like a child, helpless and confused.

Seeing him like this, Wanqing was distressed, and suddenly hugged him in her arms and stroked him, as if she wanted to pass on his strength.

"Okay, don't think about it, maybe the family doesn't want you to know the truth, for fear that you will be distracted by the battle."

When he heard her say this, his heart eased a lot, and when Wanqing saw that he was exhausted, he stopped mentioning the matter, and changed his words and said: "You can rest for a while, tomorrow, you will speed up your return journey and return to the emperor!" ”

"Yes." Feng Qiuyin nodded, he was indeed very tired, and he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. Looking at his sleeping face, Wanqing sighed helplessly, as for Cheng Ning'er being the murderer, she still didn't say it.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, the pot had exploded in the military camp of the dynasty, in order to take care of the pregnant Wanqing and Feng Qiuyin, who had a high fever, Yang Kaite ordered someone to reassemble a carriage, which was slightly larger and could allow people to lie in it.

Wanqing thought to herself, although Yang Kai is notoriously rough, he is still very careful sometimes.

The wheels of the carriage were rolling for a day, and the evening was also groggy for a day, and the closer to the Niwa Dynasty, the higher the temperature, and I think it should be summer at this time.

Maybe it was because she was pregnant, Wanqing felt unusually stuffy, and now, she suddenly missed the ice sour plum in Qishan. However, after all the things have passed, she will not think about it again, so she has to calm herself down, as the saying goes, the heart is calm and naturally cool, this is the truth.

"Madam, you better sleep for a while, there are slaves and maids to take care of the general." Just as she was thinking deeply, the voice of green bamboo came from her ears, and when she looked up, she saw that she was already squatting beside Feng Qiuyin, changing the towel that had dried on his head.

Although she doesn't understand, she has heard experienced elders say that what pregnant women need most is sleep, and if they don't sleep well, it will affect the fetus. She knew that Feng Qiuyin attached great importance to this child, so naturally she didn't dare to be sloppy.

Wanqing knew what she was thinking, and couldn't help but feel funny, this girl was always nervous, if she slept again, she was afraid that her belly would be a pig before she was big. So he threw a protesting glance at Luzhu and said softly: "It's okay, I'm not sleepy, I'll come." With that, Wanqing also squatted beside Feng Qiuyin, gently took the towel in Lu Zhu's hand, dipped it in the basin on the car board, and then carefully placed it in front of Feng Qiuyin's forehead.

"Madame...... But your face isn't very good! Luzhu didn't seem to give up, and after saying this, Wanqing had no way to take her for a while, so she had to allow her to go, just a little sleep, Wanqing guessed in her heart: I really don't know if this Luzhu has been in contact with Shuang'er for a long time, and it has become Rory's chatter.

At night, a cool breeze blew, and Wanqing felt much more relaxed, her face became ruddy, and her chest was not as boring as during the day.

She leaned on the car and fell asleep, only to feel a warmth hit her, and a strong smell of sandalwood came to her face.

Wanqing was very familiar with this fragrance, and when she slowly opened her eyes, that handsome face was really close at hand.

When he saw Wanqing wake up, he lost his mind for a while, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he touched the blanket he was about to put on for her.

"I'm sorry...... Woke you up. His voice was a little shy, this was the first time he had covered a girl with a blanket, and he always felt more or less uncomfortable.

"No, I didn't wake up." Seeing him like this, Wanqing couldn't help but laugh in her heart - when he was also shy? Immediately, she suddenly remembered something, immediately stroked his forehead, and asked urgently, "How is it?" Doesn't it burn? ”

Hearing Wanqing's concern, Feng Qiuyin's face showed a smile of relief, shook his head and said, "Well, it's long gone." ”